Twas the night before Christmas, and deep out in space, A hivefleet was stirring, filled with a terrible race. The Gestalt awoke, and a cold mind did glare, As it decended on a small blue world, and the feast that waited there.

The humans were filled with bewonderment as they looked on the sky, Not realizing that the spore shower above would soon see them die. And the mom's in their ‘kerchiefs, and the men in their hats, Ran screaming in horror, as they scurried like fat rats.

When out on the lawn there erupted such a clatter, As a foul beast sprang forth looking to consume living matter. Away to their doors they tried to run like a flash, Only to have their backs ripped wide open with a scyth talonous slash.

The spore chimneys rose upwards spitting what looked just like snow, And what began filling the air, began choking all those below. When, what to my horrified eyes should appear, But an enormous tusked monstrosity, with a clubbed tail to it's rear.

With a scared sprint I tried, so lively and quick, to out run that before me, but the fear made me sick. More rapid than eagles did these monsters continue to come, And all I could do was yell to all others, "everyone run"!

"Run Robert! Run, Donald! Run, Peter and Vincent! Run, Clive! Run, Custer! Run fast, Daniel and, wait, where's Vincent?" In the mouth of a monster, I heard such a crunch! "Run away everyone! Vincent's been made that thing's lunch!"

Like dry leaves on the wind, something took to the sky, And I realized in horror, that these monsters could fly! In the air their numbers seemed to grow more, and their size grew too, In the distance a scream cried, "it grabbed my wife and away it flew!"

And then, in a daze, I heard upon the roof, The clattering stomp of a foot with a hoof. As I drew 'round my head, feeling like a crazed kook, I captured sight of a new monster, that made me immediatly puke.

It was covered in barbs and tendrils, from it's vile head to it's foot, And as it looked on me hungrily, I realized I should best scoot. But a bundle of nerves shot out from it's chest, And their hooked claws imbedded deeply, and not for my best.

It's eyes, how they hungered, but it was in no real hurry, It's tenticled mouth squiggled wildly, and fluttered in a flurry. It's tendrils raised back, and it's mouth was drawn a grin, And I knew my brains would soon be gone, as it used them for din-din.

The top of my head it held tight in it's teeth, And the tentacles layed down, encircling my head like a wreath. And at that point I heard a light growl in it's belly, And with a crunch and my wincing, it ate my cerebral jelly!

Now it lay there all chubby and plump, a right sated abomination, as it's kith and kin monsters continued their world domination. And in a week and a night, 6 billion were dead, And through it all, not once, did the monsters feel dread.

They never spoke not a word, but went straight to their work, And filled their vile bellies up, like some gluttonous jerks. Their deeds now done, the hivefleet ships once more rose, And the monsters once more slept, as the hivemind gave prose.

Were the genes of this species even worthy of a task, of adding to the supreme collective and it's terrifying caste? And as the hivemind sat wondering on that very suggestion, It surmised with a burp, "nope, it's just good for indigestion".

Lol, happy nidmas! Bloody tyranids, always ruinung our holidays! Like when you're a space marine player, and you get given a box of genestealers! I mean... gah....

I just thought of something, in real life, this happens but not with Tyranids obv, we humans do that to animals like turkeys chickens cows pigs etc.. Only humans are the most evil animal out there and im against it tbh and yes i eat meat lol anyway SORRY FOR BEING OFFTOPIC, but it was a little ONTOPIC

The top of my head it held tight in it's teeth, And the tentacles layed down, encircling my head like a wreath. And at that point I heard a light growl in it's belly, And with a crunch and my wincing, it ate my cerebral jelly!

Taz- That's an amazing poem. my favorite line being. "He,He,He,who wouldn't flee""He,He,He,who wouldn't flee"I hope to see you wright more poems like that coming from you. that's some pretty good material. kudos.